Monday, January 15, 2007

My Buddy Rex

A couple of months before I came to live with my mom, my friend Rex was out at her house. Rumor has it that he and Sue, Seig, and Sparky (but never Greta!) ate a pot of hens and chicks. Which sounds delicious, except it's a plant, not the kind with feathers.

It made him lumpy for a few hours.

If I'd been around, I'd have laughed. Because we can kid each other like that.

Monday, January 1, 2007

I didn't do it!

My silly aunt tried to get me in trouble with my mom by taking this photo. That's just wrong! I would NEVER drink whiskey. I'm a pinot grigio girl.